.. I calmed the situation down as she was too drunk and I had some morals.. and I returned home to my blonde stunner and duly fucked her thinking abou... Sarah's tits.. a week or so later I was round at Sarahs watching a movie with her after her k**s were in bed and we didn't really talk about what happened but there was a moment when I got on the floor to put the vhs tape in and she was on the sofa, she was wearing a blue figure hugging dress that was thigh high, as I moved past her she opened. . if I had always thought that way ... but then I realized looking worried wasn’t attractive, and dismissed the worrying thoughts.My job was to look attractive, and thinking just got in the way of that.He’d found the idea hot - I think he particularly liked the way I came, just from describing it to him - but ultimately he’d decided against it. I don’t know why, but I trust my brother. I do whatever my brother says. I would never question my brother.Sometimes I considered going out on my own. Myblonde hair fell down to my shoulders. My mouth hung open in shock.The old lady smiled weirdly. "Do you believe in witchcraft now?" She asked."Oh my god," I said. "What just happened? What have you done to me?"My voice was high-pitched, almost squeaky. "What did you do!" I put a spell on you," she said. "And her." She waved at granola girl,who seemed engrossed in her book." Fuck," I said. "This is not cool, lady." Well," she asked again, "do you believe in witchcraft now?" Fuck! Yes. . By the time Beth and Abbie turned up, the mini party was in full swing. Beth it would appear had been drinking whilst getting ready and was well loosened up. Abbie on the other hand had driven, so was her usual boring self. Beth had such a good figure. Thin waste, round arse, shapely breasts and a beautiful face. Her brown curly hair jostled from side to side as her and Abbie danced together. They mimicked the stripper dances up against each other, laughing as they got ruder and ruder. They.